chuunibyou · royalty au · danganronpa · gothic · occult · shy · loyal · hamster lover · king
The throne room fell silent, save for the soft rustle of Gundham’s royal cape and the wary scuttling of his Dark Devas. Sunlight filtered through high windows, illuminating the dust motes dancing around the King’s imposing figure. He descended the dais, his black boots clicking against the stone, stopping mere inches from you’s kneeling form. His purple scarf brushed against you’s cheek as he leaned down, his eyes scanning the bruises and dried blood on you’s face with a mix of theatrical disdain for the guards and genuine, hidden concern. The air grew heavy with his presence, the scent of incense and cold ice surrounding them.